Ay Jacob!!
Happy Ending
This is by far, one of my favorite songs of all time and Mika is one of my favorite artists. For starters, he is a great songwriter, amazing musician and a talented singer. I love his music, especially this song. The lyrics are very touching and we can all relate to his story, the music is different and his singing is fabulous. Here is the music video so you can watch it for your entertainment and so you can also listen to the full song. I must add, it's a little different than the original track of his album (more pop). This is only the link to it on youtube, since the embed option was disabled.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sl4WN-aOWDY
Then, today I stumble upon this amazing short movie. This is from a student's senior thesis film made at Ringling College of Art and Design. She decided to use Mika's song Happy Ending for her final film. I loved it and wanted to share it.
"May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit." - Romans 15:13
Anchored from lindsey olivares on Vimeo.
This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.
Wake up in the morning, stumble on my life
Can't get no love without sacrifice
If anything should happen, I guess I wish you well
A little bit of heaven, but a little bit of hell
This is the hardest story that I've ever told
No hope, or love, or glory
Happy endings gone forever more
I feel as if I'm wasted
And I'm wastin' every day
This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.
2 o'clock in the morning, something's on my mind
Can't get no rest; keep walkin' around
If I pretend that nothin' ever went wrong, I can get to my sleep
I can think that we just carried on
This is the hardest story that I've ever told
No hope, or love, or glory
Happy endings gone forever more
I feel as if I'm wasted
And I'm wastin' every day
This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.
A Little bit of love, little bit of love
Little bit of love, little bit of love
I feel as if I'm wasted
And I waste everyday
This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
To live the rest of our life,
But not together. LEER MÁS...
El español es mi idioma

He decidido comenzar a escribir muchos de mis "blog posts" en español. Bueno, realmente habrá mucho "spanglish", ya que hay veces que no puedo explicar o expresar algo correctamente en español. Comienzo por explicar mis razones, y la mas primordial es porque es mi idioma nativo, mi lengua de preferencia. La hablo en mi casa, con la gente que amo, y hasta a mis dos tesoros de perritos. Pero la motivación vino por algo muy particular. Sucede que me he encontrado en varias ocasiones "second-guessing myself" (aquí ya estoy con mi spanglish) cuando escribo en español. Me explico. Empiezo a escribir palabras comunes, verbos conjugados y no recuerdo si era con C o Z, B o V y asi por el estilo. Bastante alarmante para mí. Esto ultimamente me esta pasando con mucha más frecuencia y me ha empezado a frustrar. Y viniendo de una estudiante que era excelente en gramática ya que siempre fuí muy estudiosa del español como clase. Además siempre he sido partidiaria de una persona que pueda escribir correctamente y hablar con propiedad. Y pensándolo bien, llegué a la conclusión que la raíz de mi nuevo problema es la falta de escritura. Yo me comunico en inglés la mayor parte del tiempo ya que vivo en Estados Unidos. Una vez llego a mi casa o llamo a mi familia, no tengo ningún problema cambiando al español. Inlcuso, no soy como muchos puertorriqueños que se mudan para acá unos años y llegan a PR con acento medio americano. Y más aun, puedo hablar bastante cafre de vez en cuando y de cuando en vez. Yo hablo como buena puertorriqueña... pero muchas veces hay palabras que me vienen primero a la mente en inglés y así salen por mi boca. Con la rapidez que usualmente prefiero hablar, no me da tiempo de ponerle un filtro de idiomas a mi boca. Y simplemente, muchas veces solo es la facilidad de expresar algun término es inglés (como ya pudieron ver más arriba). Y que puedo decir de los acentos! Tantos años sin tener que escribirlos y ahora es un pesar hacerlo. Lo más que me abochorna es lo mucho que me tripeo a la gente en Facebook, que escriben unos HORORES que no tienen precio, y yo ahora que escribo y tengo que parar y pensar y confundirme porque no recuerdo lo que aprendí una vez!! Bueno, en fin, he decidado comenzar a practicar mi español escrito para no perder lo aprendido. Y si ven errores u horrores, no dejen de informarme.
Fuck You (No, not you)
This is a song from Lily Allen's new album, which I loved before watching this and now love even more. I am a fan of hers, and this song was like an anthem to me cuz I like to have this attitude, but I guess it is too for a lot of people that have been repressed and discriminated against. More power to them! And I hope the fight for equality will give them the rights they deserve.
5K Mud Run
http://www.ocmudrun.com/
For those of you who don't know yet, last week I signed up for a mud run in July 18. A few of you might not know what this is, so I'll explain. It's basically, run for 5K with obstacles, in the mud. And yes, I had to pay to do this. You might ask, why in the world is she paying to do this?. Well, it sounds fun and dirty (hahaha) and I think I will enjoy it. Other than it being fun, the other reason I registered was to get in shape. Having to do this as part of a team, will only make me try my hardest to not disappoint the rest of the "Lab Rats" team (yes, lab rats). I knew that this will only make me exercise and push myself to get in shape and start being more active. This is coming from someone that was very active all throughout her high school/college years. What happened? Well I became lazy, and old, and busy and I let myself go and as a consequence I'm not in shape anymore. I also know I am not fat, but I have gained weight since those fabulous athletic years when I played every single sport possible. I just want to get in shape, have fun and be able to go up the stairs without being out of breath. I also want to have a more decent body to wear my swim suit this summer. I will post pictures of the event, since hubs will be there documenting all of it.
The Big Gay Chip on My Shoulder
by Rob Thomas for The Huffington Post (May 27, 2009)
I am a straight man, with a big gay chip on my shoulder.
A while back on my Twitter page (yes, I know how ridiculous it sounds), I mentioned that, if I believed in the devil, Pat Robertson might be him.
Being a fairly liberal-leaning guy with either liberal friends or Republican and Christian friends who don't believe that being one has anything to do with the other, I was surprised at how many people took offense to what I had to say.
These people weren't friends of Mr. Robertson but friends, apparently, of God. They had "spoken" with him and he had assured them that he was no friend of the gays. He also told them that he loved America more than any other country and was a huge fan of Dancing With the Stars.
The small controversy or "Twitter-versy" (patent on phrase pending) all started when I had made the mistake of asking why two people of the same sex shouldn't be able to make the same life-long commitment and (more importantly) under the same god, as straight people. Why can't my gay friends be as happily married as my wife and I? It seemed simple to me, but let me start off by telling you a series of things that I believe to be true:
I am a person who believes that people are born gay. I don't think you have any control over what moves you or to whom you're attracted. That's why it's called an attraction and not a choice.
I believe that America is a great nation of even greater people. I also believe that anyone who says that this is a "Christian nation" has RHS, or revisionist history syndrome, and doesn't realize that most of our founding fathers were either atheist or at least could see, even in the 1700s, that all through Europe at the time, religion was the cause of so much persecution that they needed to put into their brand new constitution a SEPARATION OF CHURCH AND STATE so that the ideals of a group of people could never be forced onto the whole. (I also find it funny when people point out to me that it says "one nation under god" in our pledge of allegiance, not realizing that this was an addition made in 1954 during the communism scare of the McCarthy era. It's not surprising, however, knowing that these same people would punch me in the mouth if I called Jesus a Jew.)
I believe the fact that an atheist, who doesn't believe in God at all, is allowed to enter into the holy land of marriage while a gay Christian is not, shows that this law is arbitrary. Are we to believe that anyone who doesn't live their life according to the King James Bible isn't protected by the same laws that protect those who do? Using the same argument that I've seen on the 700 Club, that would mean that Jewish, Hindu, or Muslim weddings are also null and void.
I believe that to deny this right to the gay population is to say to them, "this god is not your god and he doesn't love you." There isn't one person who is against gay marriage that can give me a reason why it shouldn't be legal without bringing God or their religion into it. Still, I'm amazed at the audacity of a small, misdirected group of the ultra-conservative Christian right wing, to spend millions of dollars, in a recession, on advertisements to stop two men or women who love each other from being able to be married, but when you present any opposition to them, they accuse you of attacking their religion. Isn't it funny that the people who are the quickest to take someone's basic rights to happiness are always the loudest to scream when someone attacks their right to do so?
But this isn't a paper about religion. How could it be? Since we clearly have a separation of church and state, how could a conversation about laws have anything to do with religion at all? I'm writing about basic civil rights. We've been here before, fighting for the rights of African Americans or women to vote, or the rights of Jewish Americans to worship as they see fit. And, just as whites fought for African Americans or Christians for Jewish Americans, straight people must stand up and be a voice for gay people.
I've heard it said before, many times, that if two men or two women are allowed to join into a civil union together, why can't they be happy with that and why is it so important that they call it marriage? In essence, what's in a name?
A civil union has to do with death. It's essentially a document that gives you lower taxes and the right to let your faux spouse collect your insurance when you pass away. A marriage is about life. It's about a commitment. And this argument is about allowing people to have the right to make that commitment, even if it doesn't make sense to you. Anything else falls under the category of "separate but equal" and we know how that works out.
The support of legalizing gay marriage is in no way meant to change the ideals of the section of Christians who believe that homosexuality is a sin. But we should refuse to let other people's ideals shape the way we live our lives. Each of us has a short ride on this earth and as long as we stay in our lane, and don't affect someone else's ride, we should be allowed to drive as we see fit.

